When You Know You've Hit Bottom
 

Gatti: Remember, son -- sincerity!

Ms. Gap: Dear.

[rings]

Jenna's Mom: Hello?

Gaplet: Hello this is [Gaplet.] Is Jenna home?

Jenna's Mom: Oh, hello, [Gaplet]. One second. I'll get her.

Jenna: Hello?

Gaplet: Hi, Jenna. It's [Gaplet.] How are you?

Jenna: Hi, [Gaplet.] Good.

Gaplet: I need two --

[In background: Gattigap:] Two??? Nononono. Three!!!

Gaplet: [Sigh.] Sorry. I need three boxes of Thin Mints.

Jenna: Three? I don't know if I have three boxes left. Let me check.

[In background, Gattigap:] Don't Know??? Bitch, PLEASE! C'monbabypleasepleaseplease, youknowI'mgoodforit! C'monbabyIgotthegreenrighthereforyou! Gimmethethree!!

[In background, Ms. Gap:] DEAR!

[Gattigap:] Sorry.

Jenna: I'm back. OK, I have three boxes. I'll bring them tomorrow. See you tomorrow?

Gaplet: OK. See you tomorrow.

[click]

When You Know You've Hit Bottom
 

This is code for something, right?

When You Know You've Hit Bottom
 

Yes.

When You Know You've Hit Bottom
 

I don't like thin mints much.

Help!
 

I have exchanged PMs with both you and Sebby in the past. I don't understand why it won't work now.

It's a Sad, Sad Day
 

Shaved.


Everywhere.

I can't think of one reason to hate me. I am objectively likable.

It's a Sad, Sad Day
 

Knock-knock

Who's there?

Coltranecomesin

Coltranecomesin who?

Coltranecomesin the office early so he can have the first post then he takes an 8 hour lunch.

Help!
 

It appears that I can't PM you using Firefox or Netscape Navigator, 'cause your name is so long. But IE works.

When You Know You've Hit Bottom
 

This is just asinine.

Help!
 

I was just trying to play into Sebastian's idea of a rabid jazz-head, whatever that idea may be. One important thing to do is to disparage the non-jazzhead by saying his or her non-appreciation of the music is based on an inability to understand the music. The next important thing to do is to argue that, without jazz, the music that the non-jazz afficianado actually likes would be a pale shadow of what it is now. I don't think the improvisational noodlings of the Dead even have much to do with jazz, as they drew more from bluegrass and Americana as their roots. Also, I don't really like the Birth of Cool that much. I just thought the title of that album in particular seems to embody everything Sebastian hates about the Concept of Jazz. Although cool did not really mean then what it means now. But these nuances are lost shoot-from-the-hip anti-jazzbos like Sebastian, as they should be.

Coltranecomesin your mom's mouth.

When You Know You've Hit Bottom
 

Posts like this are why you are objectively likable.

Help!
 

Translation: The krauts invented everything.